Volume 1 The Tide of Dusk Dark Carnival (3)

He reached out his hand again in the direction of the kingdom, where the kingdom was, and the air writhed, and she felt only an attraction drag her body forward out of thin air.

A torrent of earth elemental surged out of the black-brown origin beside her, striking, towards the air in front of her, and the wind tornado at her feet lifted her into the air, and she dodged back lightly.

Originally, where she was standing, a void crack formed with the suction, engulfing all the earth elements that attacked. The rift is impenetrable at a glance, isolating the space before and after, like a gap between the void and reality torn out of thin air.

The rift that devoured the earth elemental stopped forming and slowly closed in midair, and the space around it returned to its original state.

Her figure landed lightly not far away, looking thoughtfully at the slowly closing rift.

"Yes, yes, but in terms of actual combat, the intensity is still a little too weak. ”

She clapped softly at An Yiran, and a smile gradually spread across the corners of her mouth.

"But between women, as a gentleman, don't meddle, just stay aside, lest you get hurt. ”

The dark cyan origin poured out in gusts of wind in her soft words, sweeping away in the direction of An Yiran.

"If you get hurt, I'm going to be distressed! ”

The swept wind did not carry an astonishing amount of energy, the pure wind was almost invisible in the air, An Yiran raised his hand in the direction where the wind was blowing, and before he could release his ability, the hurricane had already arrived in front of him.

Under the influence of the strong wind energy, he was completely unable to stand on his feet, and was blown away in an instant, slamming heavily on the cracked wall, and a steady stream of wind continued to pour out from the origin beside the kingdom, pushing him against the wall and unable to move.

At this juncture, he didn't forget to complain to himself fiercely, he concentrated his energy, and slowly concentrated the energy in his body in front of him.

"The advantage of mental abilities is that even if your body loses control, your thoughts will not stop, and the mobilization of your abilities will not be hindered, even if you are paralyzed, as long as you are not in a vegetative state. ”

This passage came to his mind, which was uttered by the old Zhang Xu who was watching the battle from the sidelines during the actual combat simulation, when he was trapped in a hologram device, suppressed by the virtual enemy and unable to move.

"Come on, black hole, swallow me the wind!"

Dark energy spread from within him, and the scene in front of him began to distort, and deep chasms unfolded in front of him, and the open fissures were like doors to the abyss, and he couldn't wait to open his mouth to engulf everything around him.

The wind kept pouring into the crack in front of him, An Yiran was overjoyed, and even the oppressive force of the wind energy on his body weakened a lot.

He hurriedly stretched out one of his legs, just about to get rid of the control of the violent wind energy, and in an instant, a stronger oppressive force hit again, and the posture was fixed in the comical appearance of tilting his head and stretching his legs, and the endless hurricane once again pressed him against the wall, even more embarrassed than before.

All the wind energy changed its trend almost at the moment it was engulfed, bypassing the rift in the air, and continuing to suppress An Yiran, these wind elements that seemed to have consciousness were even more stupid and did not need the control of their masters, and flexibly shuttled through the mid-air that the rift did not cover.

"Do you want to do this!

He yelled in annoyance, don't you want to lose face?, but at the same time, fortunately, there are no other witnesses except the four of them, this humiliating posture is really too shameful, if you let Lao Zhang see it, he will laugh at him for a whole year.

The kingdom withdrew her gaze from An Yiran, who was constantly struggling, and the space on her side suddenly became extremely hot, she turned her head, and the red king's sword blade was not far in front of her, and the raging fire shone on the sword-wielding girl, and the black hair that spread out fluttered with the amplitude of her body, and a little red surged out of her pupils.

"Broken!"

The scarlet flame broke through the sword body and burst out, and the flame blade several meters long burned with extreme heat, attacking the kingdom, and Lin Xiaojia, who released a blow, turned out of thin air under the effect of the sword momentum, and slashed towards the kingdom's head with another blow.

Taking advantage of the brief gap when she was distracted to deal with An Yiran, Lin Xiaojia instantly reached the best attack distance of the Red King in front of the kingdom, and the power of the slash and the timing of the release of the break were just right.

The flame blade carried a blazing wave in the air, and the boiling air made the red king in her hand tremble excitedly, and the blade of the sword that quickly slashed resonated with the flame blade, drawing an unstoppable sharp line.

"Don't be stupid, I'm a kingdom, a real S-class ability!"

A completely different impact surged out of her body, and in addition to the essence condensed around her body, more source energy continued to intertwine and flow above her skin, forming a layer of elemental cloak.

It was similar to the wind elemental cloak she had summoned before, but the more violent and abundant origin energy was far from comparable to that time, and the translucent elemental cloak shimmered with a strange luster, and even the origin suspended in the air resonated with the formation of the outer garment.

She stretched out her hand and pinched the incoming flame blade, and the screams continued to come from the contact between the two, and the flame from the flame blade frantically wanted to rush into the arms of the kingdom, but it was all cut off by the seemingly light elemental coat, and the shimmering coat as thin as a cicada's wings gushed out majestic energy, suppressing the fire that was eroding inward.

No one has ever dared to shake Lin Xiaojia's flame blade, and she not only did it, but also succeeded. 、

The flame blade that was held stopped flying forward, and the flame continued to churn and surging up the kingdom's body, and was constantly dissolved and dissolved by the elemental coat, and she freed her free left hand and stretched out towards the falling red king.

"I think it's you who is crazy!"

Lin Xiaojia's pitch-black pupils had long been replaced by red, and his black hair had also shown scarlet under the catalysis of full ability, and the flames on the Red King's sword blade were like snakes spitting letters.

Seeing that the fire blade was intercepted with his bare hands, the scorching waves of qi on the sword's body turned into bursts of cracks, as if he wanted to show monstrous anger to the enemy.

The small hand shook the Red King's blade without any obstruction, and the two energies that presented a huge visual contrast collided suddenly, and a violent explosion spread through every floor of the building with a solid medium.

Once again, the energy impact spread throughout the field, and the already overwhelmed wall was once again impacted, as if it would collapse at any moment, and the reinforced steel bars protruded from the fractures in the wall, and the entire floor was crumbling.

An Yiran only felt that the eardrum was vibrating wildly in the popping sound, and it was almost about to burst.

He subconsciously tightened his eyes, and when he opened them again, the scene of Lin Xiaojia flying out came into view, his reddened hair faded red, revealing the original blackness, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Swept away by the violent explosion, she slammed into the cracked wall, the blood in her chest spurted out, sprinkled on the floor tiles in front of her, and she held on to the collapsing wall to maintain her standing figure, as if she had suffered a lot of injuries.

Some dim red kings turned out a few arcs in the air, and slanted into the marble floor tiles dozens of meters away, and the surging flames were instantly extinguished.

The little girl on the other side slowly withdrew her raised hand, and the elemental cloak slowly peeled off from her body, turning into an energy body and flowing towards her body.

Lin Xiaojia was defeated?

All this was just a moment of lightning in An Yiran's eyes, the swept flame blade, the red king wrapped in flames, the fiery Lin Xiaojia, and her red eyes flashing with an indomitable breath.

And now even the crimson in her eyes was gradually fading, Lin Xiaojia, who was leaning against the wall, was panting, the aftermath of the violent elemental impact was tumbling in her body and had not yet dissipated, and the terrifying coercion that followed the Red King was still lingering in her mind.

"You're the Crimson Shadow, and the new name they gave you seems to be better, cremation. ”

The kingdom shook off the remaining Red King Flame in her hand, and the Flame that had lost its catalytic effect was like a fragile toy in her hand, unable to even burn her skin.

"It's a pity that your resistance to fire is surprisingly high, otherwise I would have given you a magnificent cremation. ”

"It's all down to this field, just die quietly, don't worry, I'll take care of your little man. ”

The tip of her pink tongue slowly licked her lips, and the little face with an innocent smile flashed a trace of evil and charm for a moment.

Part of the nervous system in her body seemed to have lost its function under the impact, and she stretched out her trembling hand towards the red king who was diagonally inserted in the distance, and the red king shook slightly under the resonance of her ability.

There seemed to be a sparkling red light surging up the sword body, but with a sharp pain in his right arm, the red king, who had just flashed fire, fell silent in an instant.

The little girl had already come not far in front of her, and even Lin Xiaojia, who was leaning against the wall, was much taller than her.

She looked down at the little person in front of her, the little girl with no signs of transformation at all was staring at her, her round goose egg face, her small facial features were as delicate as porcelain dolls, her blue eyes were full of concern and inquiry, and her lilac hair danced with the elemental origin churning behind her.

The small fingers stretched out towards Lin Xiaojia's undulating chest, pointing straight to the position of the heart.

The black-brown origin flowed along the fingers, transforming into countless miniature spikes, and the fine spikes hovered in front of the fingers, the needle-like spikes flashed with a dull luster, slowly surging towards Lin Xiaojia's body.

The hurricane still pressed him firmly against the wall, and the already fragile wall made a cracking sound from time to time, and he needed to twist his neck to the limit that ordinary people could accept to see the scene over there, and the appearance of struggling with all his strength made him feel like a catfish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board.

An Yiran's eyes were almost squeezing out of his sockets, and it took all his strength to twist his neck alone, and when the scene reached his eyes, the battered girl was still standing there strongly, holding the wall with both hands to prevent herself from slowly slipping down.

What was that? What did the kingdom want to do to her?

His gaze was focused on the suspended needles, a girl who looked young and had a wicked taste that didn't match her appearance.

Where was she looking? What was she talking about?

Lin Xiaojia no longer looked at the girl in front of her, she tilted her head slightly, An Yiran's funny appearance made her want to laugh a little.

If you can laugh, no one wants to keep their face tight, do they?

If she remembers correctly, it was like that in the beginning.

The Red King who got rid of his hand, the injured himself, in the end, as an A-level ability, is nothing without this sword.

After everyone peeled off their disguises, they were like the powerless children in their hearts.